Dawn
Good morning sunshine!
It is still dark as I look out over the inky black water filling the bay. Having just traveled 92.96 million miles to reach me, most of your light warms a world I cannot see. But a few beams travel just a few more miles to peek at me around the horizon, reflecting in the clouds. I am ready for you to rise. I am ready for dawn.
Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. What are we going to do with it?
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